This is a song about "Tyga sucks"

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

After i axed the guy who asked why my rappin' sucks.

Smoke until i ain't got no lungs

Bubbles and drains, it sucks

For all you that say my grammar sucks

The day has come, dipset remains the ones

What you bust still sucks, an obituary's sanctuary don't make sense

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

That's why it sucks so bad

It's all good, finna dog that

Huh, a metaphor of course

Your flow sucks like plastic straws

Playing field ain't levelling the lane

It sucks and is such a shame